I feel like yesterday was a dream. Did I really have a party for my book? Did I really get to read something that has been inside my imaginary world to a group of children? Did I really see a post on facebook of a little boy reading my story?
When I was a little girl, Ted Harrison came to my school in Goderich, Ontario. I remember it like it was yesterday. I had to leave early that day and I was so upset because I wanted to get my book signed. It was called, “Children of the Yukon”. Just before I had to leave, I got my signed book. I don’t even think I got to meet him. But I had my precious book! I remember reading it over and over again, and it was one of my prized possessions. I still have it!
That moment many years ago sparked a dream in my young heart that continued my whole life. Not to be famous. Not to glorify or promote myself, or to sign books. The dream was to be a writer, share stories from my imagination (I have many more!) and maybe someday spark a dream in the life of another young person. To be able to influence and encourage dreams and talents is an amazing privilege.
Since yesterday I have had 3 invitations to visit local schools. I’m so honoured! When I go, I will be thinking of Ted Harrison and the little awkward girl with big glasses who he inspired so many years ago.
Thank you Ted!
Dreams come true.